Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy?"

Jenna snuggled closer into Sherilyn's embrace, her eyelids growing heavier by the minute, "Have Mr. Johnson and everyone finished dinner yet?" "Not yet, sweetheart."

Sherilyn glanced outside, not wanting to disappoint her little girl.

"Mr. Johnson is still enjoying his wine, taking his time with the meal."

"Oh..." Jenna's eyelids drooped further, "But Mr. Johnson will come, right?"

"Are you getting sleepy, Jenna?"

Sherilyn dodged the question, "Why don't you take a little nap? If Mr. Johnson comes, Mommy will wake you up.'

"Okay." Jenna couldn't resist the pull of sleep any longer and burrowed deeper into her mom's arms, "You have to remember to wake me, Mommy." "I will."

Slowly, Jenna drifted off to sleep. Sherilyn carried her to her room, gently tucking her into bed.

Checking the time, it was already past 8:30 PM.

Sherilyn felt a twinge of unease. Something wasn't right...

If Gilbert had made it back to Sunhaven, knowing him, he would have gotten in touch with her by now.

...

PM,

accompanied by

hand, he spoke to Charles, "You're in

at Caroline, he said, "Let's head

exhausted but

up with Charles, Gilbert checked his

Gilbert nodded, then instructed Charles, "You take Caroline to the Johnsons'. Grandma and my brother

looked puzzled, "Aren't you coming with

head, "I've got another matter

possibly be

off, Gilbert hurriedly said, "I'm running late, I

he got into

there, bewildered. On a day like this, what could be more important than returning to a family

swne

Suddenly...

his expression changed drastically, "Mr. Gilbert, something's wrong with

Gilbert

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asked, "The car's

just the brakes. The steering wheel's messed

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